_1st Soldier_—Ain’t I seen ’em? I seen plenty of them. I tell you, he was pretty good in there to-day. [_The second Roman soldier smiles at the Hebrew wine-seller._] _2d Soldier_—You’re a regular Christer, big boy. _1st Soldier_—Sure, go on and kid him. But listen while I tell you something. He was pretty good in there to-day. _2d Soldier_—What about some more wine? [_The wine-seller looks up expectantly. The third Roman soldier is sitting with his head down. He does not look well._] _3d Soldier_—I don’t want any more. _2d Soldier_—Just for two, George. [_The wine-seller puts out a pitcher of wine, a size smaller than the last one. He leans forward on the wooden counter._] _1st Roman Soldier_—You see his girl? _2d Soldier_—Wasn’t I standing right by her? _1st Soldier_—She’s a nice-looker. _2d Soldier_—I knew her before he did. [_He winks at the wine-seller._] _1st Soldier_—I used to see her around the town. _2d Soldier_—She used to have a lot of stuff. He never brought _her_ no good luck. _1st Soldier_—Oh, he ain’t lucky. But he looked pretty good to me in there to-day. _2d Soldier_—What become of his gang? _1st Soldier_—Oh, they faded out. Just the women stuck by him. _2d Roman Soldier_—They were a pretty yellow crowd. When they seen him go up there they didn’t want any of it. _1st Soldier_—The women stuck all right. _2d Soldier_—Sure, they stuck all right. _1st Roman Soldier_—You see me slip the old spear into him? _2d Roman Soldier_—You’ll get into trouble doing that some day. _1st Soldier_—It was the least I could do for him. I’ll tell you he looked pretty good to me in there to-day. _Hebrew Wine-seller_—Gentlemen, you know I got to close. _1st Roman Soldier_—We’ll have one more round. _2d Roman Soldier_—What’s the use? This stuff don’t get you anywhere. Come on, let’s go. _1st Soldier_—Just another round. _3d Roman Soldier_—[_Getting up from the barrel._] No, come on. Let’s go. I feel like hell to-night. _1st Soldier_—Just one more. _2d Soldier_—No, come on. We’re going to go. Good-night, George. Put it on the bill. _Wine-seller_—Good-night, gentlemen. [_He looks a little worried._] You couldn’t let me have a little something on account, Lootenant? _2d Roman Soldier_—What the hell, George! Wednesday’s pay-day. _Wine-seller_—It’s all right, Lootenant. Good-night, gentlemen. [_The three Roman soldiers go out the door into the street._] [_Outside in the street._] _2d Roman Soldier_—George is a kike just like all the rest of them. _1st Roman Soldier_—Oh, George is a nice fella. _2d Soldier_—Everybody’s a nice fella to you to-night. _3d Roman Soldier_—Come on, let’s go up to the barracks. I feel like hell to-night. _2d Soldier_—You been out here too long. _3d Roman Soldier_—No, it ain’t just that. I feel like hell. _2d Soldier_—You been out here too long. That’s all. CURTAIN. BANAL STORY